At the round table of the Gods' Council in the Virtual Universe, all nineteen Universe Masters of the Human Race wore grave expressions. The Giant Axe Founder, the towering pillar of the Human Race in the Primal Universe, had fallen so suddenly, leaving them all under unparalleled pressure.
The Lord of Void Gold, who had been responsible for bringing back the humans from the Giant Axe Miniature Universe, appeared. Seeing him, the Chaos City Lord hurriedly asked, "Void Gold, how did it go? How have the humans from Giant Axe's Miniature Universe been settled? How many did we lose?"
At those words, the Lord of Void Gold clenched his fists and hammered them against the stone table. Then he sighed deeply and said, "The Giant Axe Founder fell far too suddenly, and his Miniature Universe collapsed far too quickly. Even after mobilizing all our nearby forces, we only managed to bring back the talented elites and the experts at the Immortal God level and above. But we only had time to bring out a small fraction of the ordinary humans. Most were shredded into nothingness by spatial turbulence. There was nothing we could do."
The Chaos City Lord nodded at his words and said, "Bringing back the human elites and experts was already a good outcome. They are our most important strength. Relative to the entire Human Race, the loss of those humans is still within what we can bear. But the crisis we face next will be the hardest part. If we fail to handle it properly, countless times more humans will perish."
All the human leaders present were deeply shaken by his words. Giant Axe's death and the collapse of his Miniature Universe were only the beginning. The crisis that followed was the real danger. After all, the